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Chp. 1

Gil Grissom sat in his office, staring off in the space, with his head in his hands. He had screwed up again. Why did he always have to tell her to get a life? Well, of course he wanted her to get a life outside work, but he wanted her to get a life with him. Together. But he couldn't tell her that, no way. So he had managed to hurt her. That wasn't something new. Grissom never meant to hurt her and he hated himself for doing so. That woman made him crazy. Yes, Gil Grissom was totally crazy for Sara Sidle. He would go to her and apologize, because he surely wouldn't lose her, as a friend anyway. God, how much he hated using the term friend with her. He sighed and combed his hand through his hair.

"Bastard! Bastard, bastard, bastard!" She screamed and punched the cushion of her sofa. Why did she let him do this to her? "Argh!" She groaned when she heard someone knock at her door. Sara got up and walked towards her front door, before opening it violently.

"What?" She barked and instantly regretted it when she saw him flinch. 'God, he looks gorgeous.' She thought.

"H...Hey. Can I..." He cleared his throat. "Can I come inside?"

"Why?" She snarled.

"We need to talk." Grissom stated, feeling unsure of himself.

"No, we don't." She meant to be forceful, but her voice had softened.

"Sara..." That tone again. "Please." Sara sighed and stepped to let him in. "Sara... Sara, I'm sorry..." He began.

She interrupted him. "Grissom, no. Don't say things you don't mean."

"But I do mean it!" He insisted.

Sara shook her head. "You wouldn't keep hurting me, if you did."

"I never mean to." His sad eyes made her want to hug him.

"Grissom." She sighed. "Why do you always do this to me? You flirt with me and when I come on to you, you shut me off. I'm sick of this game, Grissom. You're hurting me and it's killing me." To her horror she felt tears pooling in her eyes.

"Oh Sara." He felt a sharp pain in his heart. "God, I'm so sorry, Honey." He said, his voice laced with emotion. Grissom went to her and took her in his arms. She didn't resist. He hated himself for doing this to her and wanted nothing more than to make the pain go away, when he felt her sob uncontrollably. "Shh..." Grissom tried to sooth. "Don't cry, Sweetheart. I'm sorry. Please don't cry. I'm not worth it, Honey."

Feeling how hard she was trembling, he hugged her even closer to his chest. He didn't realize just how intoxicating his scent was to her. She raised her head to look in his eyes and instantly got lost in those deep blue orbs. Grissom lovingly wiped her tears away.

'It's now or never.' She thought and then gently touched her lips to his. Grissom seemed shocked at first, but soon his eyes darkened and he responded to the kiss.

She closed her eyes and sighed. Grissom took the opportunity to gently run his tongue over her bottom lip. Sara instantly opened her mouth and sucked the flesh into her mouth. She pressed her body closer to him and he groaned when she rubbed against his groin.

Grissom pushed her into the bedroom and laid her onto the mattress. He put one of his hands under her shirt and gently stroked her stomach. He began kissing her neck and he only took his lips off her to pull the shirt over her head. It nearly undid him, when he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra. His mouth found a taunt nipple and she bucked against him.

Sara had a hand in his grey curls, while she tried to open the buttons on his shirt with the other hand. She groaned, frustrated with herself and the button-down, so Sara began tugging on the offending cloth.

"Get this off." She breathed.

Grissom suddenly froze and then abruptly pulled away from her. "Gris?" She felt him panic. "What's wrong?"

"What am I doing?" Sara had a feeling he was talking more to himself than to her.

"Gris?" She tried to touch him, but Grissom backed away.

"I need to get out of here." He whispered and the hurried out of her bed, her apartment and her life.